Had all of their fill of oppression, so they put on their walking shoes
And moved all of their folk to Chicago, from country to electric blues
Got up a job in a factory, one they could pick or choose
Then plugged in and played their sweet music, from country to electric blues
From country to electric blues, from country to electric blues
From country to electric blues, what did they have to lose
With a job and money in pocket, black folk at last could choose
So they played all of the clubs in Chicago, from country to electric blues
Now their guitars had amplification, so they added that country groove
And with a 'poor man's fiddle' gave birth to rhythm and blues
From country to electric blues, from country to electric blues
From country to electric blues, they gave us such a groove